Tamara sat alone in her room, filing her nails while she whispered to no one—or maybe to Eloise in her head.

“ When will she realize? That she can't get away from me,” A crooked smile tugged at her lips. “ I don't like how people are always ruining our chance to be together though. I'd have had you back in my arms after what I did to your grandfather at the hospital, but you just had to piss me off by bringing Antonio along. Well, now I understand that everything that has happened is just a misunderstanding from your side.”

She smiled to herself, though she didn't like the...